She was extremely horny and wet, and told me that she had danced with some guy at the bar. I always wondered if it had been more. The funny thing was ...hat it had turned me on when she told me, and years later I can still recount the story so vivdly in my mind.I guess her inner sex goddess came true when she told me that she was interested in her ex after he moved back home. I wasn't really sure how to take it, but I wasn't mad. Maybe after having so many years of the same person, it was nice to. She was getting turned on like never before.“This is my ‘vaginal opening’,” she moaned, dipping her fingers into her virgin hole. In and out, in and out, then deeper… “Ouch!” she cried, “That must be my ‘hymen!’”“Now for the ‘clitoris’?” she said. Her pussy was swollen with lust and leaking fresh, sweet, pussy juice. Tiffany dipped her fingers into her wetness and began to feel around, searching for her elusive clitoris. “Oooooh!,” she exclaimed. She had found her clit in its hiding place. I. but I guess it must have amounted to an awful lot. Interestingly, we also employed Yemi’s sister as a maid in the villa, and she didn’t bat an eyelid over Emily being naked or fucking either men in front of her. Indeed, she’d often watch as Emily was being serviced and cum in by her brother or Ade by the pool and then bring over refreshments after they’d finished. Emily ensured, however, that our bedroom was sacrosanct from the maid and always had the door closed when she entertained either. "I think you'll have to help me Alex, I don't think I can do this bit myself" she said, looking me straight in my eyes. Her confidence had come out of nowhere and I wondered if she'd just been putting the shyness on as a front. I leaned over to look at her page, and the last thing written was "NOT THIS". I was confused for all of half a second when I suddenly felt a hand on the inside of my thigh. I turned suddenly towards her, our faces now less than a foot from each other. I looked into her.